Here comes just something fun! Set after Blackveil and all its dealings :)
When Fastion turns up to duty unprepared what horror comes from it? BOOT CAMP WEAPON STYLE!

"Fastion! Fastion!" The call was accompanied by a knock on the door.

"Five more minutes." He called and pulled his pillow over his aching head.

"Fastion!" The voice insisted and a mighty shove pushed him out of his bed and onto the stone hard floor.

He growled and looked up at the giggling Brienne.

"What is so important? My head is beating harder than a drum and I feel horribly sick." He pushed himself up off the floor and sat on the edge of his bed holding his head.

"In five minutes we're on duty." She hissed.

"What?!" His head snapped up and he moaned in pain. "You should have reminded me last night and before I drunk that much."

Yesterday was Brienne's birthday and most of the Weapons had gone down to the cock and hen, dressed normally so no one knew they were Weapons, and they'd celebrated.

"I did. It was in the middle of your fourth and fifth drink. I told you tomorrow we have duty at 9 and you said let's drink to that."

Fastion frowned in concentration. Did he say that?

"Look Henry can stay on a little longer but you better be there in 5 minutes." Brienne told him then left.

Fastion mentally scolded himself for drinking so much and spending all his money, then he jumped off his bed and got changed.

He took a little too long looking for his sword but found it and ran from his room. He tried to stick to the shadows as he hurried to the King's study but he accidentally ran right into a green foot runner.

The poor girl screamed and ran away.

Fastion picked himself off the floor and rubbed his aching head. Why did he have to be hung over? He decided that he'd never drink again. It was too painful.

He took off again.

He got to the office just as the King and Jacob Kingston, the new black shield representative, emerged from it.

"Fastion_," King Zachary's mouth hung open.

"Sorry I slept a bit late." Henry walked away from his station and Fastion took his place.

"Umm, Fastion you've got cake in your hair." Zachary pointed to his own and Fastion's heart sunk.

How had he managed to miss that? He combed a hand through his hair and pulled out a pretty big piece of chocolate birthday cake.

"Fastion, are you hung over?" Jacob Kingston demanded.

Brienne sent a sympathetic look his way and Fastion sighed inwardly. Kingston had turned out to be very into protocol and anyone caught breaking it got into big trouble.

"No sir." Fastion replied.

"REALLY?" Kingston yelled in his ear.

Fastion moaned and clutched his burning head. Even King Zachary felt sorry for his friend.

"Fastion, report to Drent immediately for sword practice."

Fastion paled. "But sir, I'll probably vomit walking all the way down there."

"Then the King is lucky you won't be guarding him today." Kingston's gaze was strong and commanding.

Fastion dreaded walked down to Drent but he dreaded stay here more. He nodded, bowed to the King and walked away.

"I thought you were on duty today?" Willis asked as Fastion passed him.

"I was until Kingston caught me hung over and on duty." Fastion told him sadly.

"Ohhh, you being sent to Drent then?"

Fastion nodded.

"Glad I'm not on duty. I have a horrible headache. But last night was worth it." Willis smiled, winked and walked off towards the eating hall.

Fastion stood there, longing to go and have some breakfast but he'd be in even bigger trouble if he did.

Grudgingly he turned and walked into the sunlight that hurt his eyes, and towards the practice grounds.

When he got there he found Drent with two women dressed in green standing in front of him.

"Ahh, Fastion good of you to finally join us." Drent called out when he saw him.

Reluctantly he climbed over the fence and into the ring. The two women in green turned out to be Karigan Gl'adheon and Mara Brennyn.

Karigan had a very sorrow filled looked on her face and Mara was moaning slightly.

"How'd you know?" Fastion asked suspiciously.

"I went to wish Brenne happy birthday yesterday and I walked in in the middle of your sixth or Seventh drink. I knew you had duty this morning so it was only a matter of minutes until you came down." Drent laughed.

"Karigan and Mara are here because green rider's aren't meant to fall off their horses." The sword master glared at the riders.

"You fell off your horses? Both of you?" Fastion stated at them.

"I don't want to talk about it." Mara muttered.

"It was Mara's birthday yesterday so we were celebrating at the golden goblet because Fergal said the cock and hen was full. I spent all my money and because that place is so expensive you have to use all your money." Karigan whined.

"Now, you were all hung over and for you to never do that again there are two options. 1) you learn to hold your liquor, or 2) you learn not to drink when you have work the next day." Drent yelled.

Everyone grabbed their heads. He could yell loudly.

"What's that?" Drent asked. He was completely confused.

Fastion, Karigan and Mara turned around.

OHHHHHHH What's walking towards them? :D :D :D